Just a Drummer Chapter 3, a glee fanfic

So yeah, don't expect another cahpte up to quickly cuz i got like five tests to study for but we'll see. but i will be posting a oneshot if i have time to actually type it if i cant get a chapter up. and leave some more reviews please! they really make my day! so yea enjoy!

Rachel was almost speeding the next morning on her way to school. She couldn't wait to see James after everything that had gone down yesterday. She just wanted some time where they could just be alone without Puck or Finn breathing down their necks.

When she finally got to the auditorium doors she saw James standing outside them just peering in. "James-" Rachel said at her normal speaking voice.

"Shh. Rachel, you've got to see this." Rachel came to the door and poked her head slightly in but withdrew only a moment later. When James saw her wide open mouth ready to yell something very loud, he quickly put his hand over her mouth, but laughed. "Come on, the choir rooms open, we can go in there."

Grabbing her hand they almost ran into the empty room. Rachel didn't speak until James had shut the door. "I can't believe it! After all of yesterday! And all the crap about how badly he hurt when he was cheated on! Finn and Quinn again! Seriously! Oh my god!"

James just laughed harder at Rachel's endless flow of speech. To finally make her just stop he grabbed both sides of her face and kissed her hard on the lips. Pulling away slowly, he had to hold her up to prevent her from falling over. "Do you have that all out of your system?"

"Have what out of my system?"

James laughed again. "Yeah, you're fine. Are you hungry?"

"A little, why?" With that James produced a basket from behind the piano filled with muffins and a jug of orange juice. They sat down and leaned against the piano and ate in silence for a couple of minutes, Rachel enjoying the way she just naturally fit in James body as she snuggled up to him.

Eventually though Rachel asked, "So what I we going to do about this Finn and Quinn thing?"

"Well, I presume you are going to immediately run and tell Mercedes and Santana."

"It's crossed my mind. What about you? Do and the band members ever talk about all the crap that goes on in this room?"

"We've all just come to the conclusion that you're all at least somewhat crazy and leave it at that. We figured if we tried to figure you guys out any more than that we would turn into you guys."

"Ha! Funny! I mean come on. You can't tell me that you guys get on each others nerves every once in a while."

James thought about it for a moment. "Nah, not really. We're musicians. We tend to be pretty relaxed."

Rachel smirked at that. "Speaking of being a musician I had no idea you also played piano. How many instruments can you play?"

"Let's see. I can play drums, piano, guitar, bass and I can squeak along on a violin."

Rachel stared in shock. She thought she was multi-talents with singing, dancing and acting. "And let's not forget that amazing voice you have. I can't believe you never even auditioned for glee club."

James shrugged. "I've never been a front man type of guy. I'm the dude in the back banging on the drums louder when the lead singer is messing up."

"You only do that to Finn right?"

"Haha. Yeah mainly." He just hugged Rachel closer to his body and they just sat there for a little while in a comfortable silence. Occasionally Rachel felt him kiss the top of her head and when he did she just leaned in closer to him.

They finally got up at quarter to eight. At Rachel's locker they were bombarded by Puck, Santana and Mercedes. "Where have you guys been?"

"Choir room."

"Alone? Wanky…"

"I'm going to hit the next time you say that."

"You see, I'm already rubbing off on you midget."

Rachel just smirked. "Be nice Santana, or I might not tell you what James and I saw this morning."

Mercedes and Santana had Rachel up against the locker in an instant.

"You're going to tell us what you saw this morning, or else we're going to get angry."

"And you don't want to see us angry."

"Okay, stop threatening my girlfriend." James stepped in between the diva's two friends."

Before Rachel went onto explain what they had seen earlier, she beamed up James. Girlfriend? Yes!

After explaining what had gone down in the auditorium, Mercedes looked excited but Santana looked like she had when Puck sang Fat Bottom Girls to Lauren. While Mercedes telling all of this to Kurt after glee, Santana whipped out her phone and started typing furiously.

"San, who are you texting?" Rachel asked cautiously.

"Sam." She gave no further explanation.

"What are you telling Sam exactly?"

"What you just told me."

"What!" Just then the bell rang and James had to drag Rachel away from Santana before she could grab Santana and shake sense into her.

Once outside her first hour James looked strait into Rachel's eyes. "Listen, don't freak out about this now. What's done is done and I'm sure we will see the results of it in glee today. Until then just focus on what's in front of you."

Rachel took a deep breath and cleared her mind. He was right. She couldn't do anything about it. She had just been the messenger. Granted she had probably told the two worst people in the world to tell a secret to, but it was too late to regret that.

"Well, guess what's in front of me right now?"

"The luckiest guy in the world." He gave her a quick kiss. "I'll see you at glee."

And with that he was gone. So was the smile on Rachel's face though when she entered the room. She really didn't want to look at Finn right now, so she looked around for an empty seat and found in the back next to Mike. He looked up as she came back and smiled. "Sick of the man whore up front?"

"Beyond your belief."

"Well, you are welcome back here anytime."

"Thank you," Rachel said the smile back on her face. Now she just had to wait six more hours to watch everything blow up.

She didn't have to wait that long though. At lunch, which she unfortunately didn't have with James, all hell broke lose. Rachel was sitting with Mercedes, Santana, Brittany, Artie, Mike and Tina when Sam came crashing in. He headed strait for the football table where Finn was sitting.

"What the hell man? I thought we were friends!"

Finn had gotten up to try to calm Sam down. "Dude, what are you talking about?"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about!" And just like that Sam had tackled Finn to the floor and was trying to hit every part of his body. He didn't stop until Quinn came running over and pulled Sam off.

"Sam what the hell!" But she backed off the second he turned on her. His face was livid and had a little blood from the few punches Finn had been able to throw back. By now, everyone in the cafeteria had stopped to watch.

"Is this true?" He showed her his phone. Quinn started crying the second she read it.

"Who sent you that?" Quinn eventually got out between her sobs.

"Santana." Immediately Quinn rounded on their table. "You little bitch. I knew the second you brought up the mono thing in glee. You've wanted revenge on me from the moment I had Sylvester demote you to the bottom of the pyramid. Now look what you've down!"

Santana smirked. Rachel knew she feeling proud of herself. "Not everything I do is centered around you Quinn. Maybe I sent that text to Sam so he could get himself out of an unfaithful relationship before you pulled another Puck and got yourself pregnant. Maybe I genuinely like Sam and don't want to see him hurt. Maybe I just wanted to do something nice for a change. Either way, whatever my motives were, they didn't have to do with the pyramid, because for what it's worth, you're farther down than the bottom now."

Santana got up, but before she left she said, "Seeing you crumble in front of half the school though, totally made my day." And with that Santana left the cafeteria.

Sam was level with them now. "Adding to her little speech, if it isn't obvious, we're done. I don't even know how Santana found out about these little meetings you've been having with Finn, but I am damn glad she did." He then followed Santana out.

Quinn just stood there in shock as everyone started talking again. Mike leaned over to Rachel. "I now understand why you didn't want to sit next to Finn this morning."

"How do you know I knew about it?"

"You're smirking like there's no tomorrow." Quinn turned when she heard this.

"You told her about this?"

Rachel shrunk down in her chair looking guilty. "Maybe."

Quinn looked as if she was about to pounce on Rachel when Brittany stood between them. "Don't you dare touch her."

Quinn looked slightly confused. "Since when have you cared about Man-hands?"

"She's my friend. Of course I care for her. Now back off." Quinn apparently took the threat seriously.

"Finn, come on." She started walking away but quickly realized Finn wasn't following her. "Finn!"

Finn was glancing back and forth between Quinn and Rachel, obviously thinking hard, for Finn anyway. Apparently he decided Rachel was a better option at the moment because he stayed where he was.

"Oh my god. You flip-flopping little bastard!" Quinn screeched across the cafeteria. She then turned on Rachel. "You are so dead Man-hands." With that she quickly ran out of the cafeteria.

"Thank you Brittany," Rachel said graciously as she sat down in Artie's lap.

"Not a problem. Quinn's a bitch and needed to be put in her place."

"Brittany, that's the smartest thing you have ever said."

As Rachel was walking to her next class after lunch, someone caught her behind by the waist. "Heard you had a pretty exciting lunch," James whispered into her ear.

"Has that seriously already gotten around the school?"

"Yup. But I think it stopped being truth when someone told me that my girlfriend ended up bitch-slapping Quinn across the face when she said that you were as much of a waist as your boyfriend."

"Well no, that didn't happen, but if she ever does say that, Quinn will be far worse than bitch-slapped."

"So are her and Sam really done?"

"Yes, indeed they are. Sam said it in front of everyone."

"That means I won the pool for when they would be finished."

Rachel stopped in shock and looked at James, bemused. "Does the band really do that behind our backs?"

"We sure do. Obviously I lost the one for you and Finn because I was praying you guys would end sooner than you did. But that's beside the point. The point is that I have money to take you out to dinner tonight. After glee, you and me. What do you say?"

"I say yes. No backing out tonight. "

"Awesome." He gave a quick kiss and ran off to his class, probably the happiest guy in the school.

Glee was a different story. Santana and Sam came in walking hand in hand. Quinn looked as if she was about claw out Santana's eye balls and rip out Sam's throat.

When Santana sat down next to Rachel and Mercedes they just stared in astonishment. "When did that happen?"

"Right after everything that went down at lunch. He caught to me, thanked me, and the next thing I know we're making out. I guess it kind of turned into whatever just happened when we came in. I'm not sure if that's just to piss Quinn off right now though. Either way, I'm going to go with it."

Then James and Puck both had to be held back again as Finn sang Life After You by Daughtry right to Rachel.

"I swear I'll kill him if he even looks at you again," Puck said as he sat down behind Rachel after Finn sat down to his far less than happy applause.

But what Quinn did afterwards was just funny. Rachel swore if she hadn't been in front of Mr. Shuester, who would've yelled at her if she did this, she would've laughed through Quinn's entire performance.

"I have something I need to sing Mr. Schue. I hope everyone else listens very carefully."

Then James started on the drums.

The story starts when it was hot and it was summer
And, I had it all; I had him right there where I wanted him
She came along, got him along, and let's hear the applause
She took him faster than you can say sabotage
I never saw it coming, nor did I suspected it
I underestimated just who I was dealing with
She had to know the pain was beating on me like a drum
She underestimated just who she was stealing from

She's not a saint and she's not what you think
She's an actress, Whoa
She's better known for the things that she does
On the mattress, Whoa
Soon she's gonna find
Stealing other people's toys on the playground
Won't make you many friends
She should keep in mind,
She should keep in mind
There is nothing I do better than revenge

She lives her life like it's a party and she's on the list
She looks at me like I'm a trend and she's so over it
I think her ever present frown is a little troubling
And, she thinks I'm psycho
Cause I like to rhyme her name with things, but
Sophistication isn't what you wear, or who you know
Or pushing people down to get you where you wanna go
Oh they didn't teach you that in prep school
So it's up to me
But no amount of vintage dresses gives you dignity

I'm just another thing for you to roll your eyes at honey
You might have him, but haven't you heard
I'm just another thing for you to roll your eyes at honey
You might have him, but I always get the last wordthan revenge

The entire Rachel just kept glancing back and forth between James and Santana. She felt so bad for James having to play for this garbage when it was aimed at her. He smiled through the entire thing and seemed to trying to hold back his laughter just as much as she was. Santana was doing the same the entire time.

Quinn might've been trying to sound threatening like in the original song but her airy voice couldn't pull it off. Her over exaggerated pointing didn't help either because it was unnecessary. Everyone knew she was pissed at Rachel and Santana for breaking her and Sam up, 'stealing' her rebound guy, and being Sam's rebound. Overall, the entire thing was like watching a tiny chihuahua epically failing to be a lion.

"Well, thank you Quinn. Please, sit down." Mr. Shuester just stared at the group, looking disappointed. "You know this normally the time where I tell you all that you guys are supposed to be a family and that you're all each other have, but recently I've been told that I should just stick to teaching Spanish. So you know what, I'm going to leave this mess for you guys to pick up. Get out of here. We're done for the day."

And with that, the groups formed. Puck and Lauren quickly joined Rachel who was with James and Mercedes. Sam and Santana had quickly left to talk while Mike, Tina, Brittany and Artie grouped together trying to stay out of everything all together. Finn and Quinn each stood alone, neither looking at each other.

Lauren was glancing back and forth between Quinn and Rachel, as Quinn was still glaring at Rachel as if she was the reason her entire life had fallen apart in one day. "Need me to throw her around a little bit? It did wonders on Santana."

Rachel laughed. "Thanks but I think we should avoid violence all together right now. There's been enough fighting today."

"Yeah, I wish I would've been there to help Sam with Finn. It would've made my day."

"But then I would've been forced to step in and possibly have gotten hurt. Would you want that on your conscience?"

Puck glared for a second but then softened. "Need me to give you a ride home?"

"Nope, she's mine tonight," James said wrapping his arms around Rachel from behind. "She'll be safe with me though, don't worry."

"See you later guys," Rachel said waving back as James pulled her from the room.

Everyone responded except for Quinn and Finn, who were still silently standing ten feet apart. When Rachel and James were gone though, Finn finally spoke. "Why is she dating him? It's so stupid, trying to make me jealous. If she wants me back she could just have me."

Before Puck could even move an inch toward Finn, Quinn had slapped him hard across the face. "What the hell Finn! You make me cheat on my boyfriend who was committed to me, which ends up making me lose him and then when I actually need you to make things better, you're whining about how Rachel keeps ignoring you. Stop being such a child and freaking choose already!" Then she stormed out of the room.

"I'd say more dude, except she said it all. But I will add, if you even think about singing another song to win Rachel back, I won't let Sam and Mike stop me this time. You will be dead on the floor before you can even finish the first verse." Puck grabbed Lauren's hand. "Let me give you a ride home."

At the restaurant, James and Rachel had completely forgotten about that day. They were finally sitting down and getting to know each other. James had to younger sisters in junior high and both of his parents were teachers. He also loved to play baseball and did a lot of running during the summer. It wasn't much, but anything Rachel knew about him was improvement. For being in the same room half the time for the past two years, they hardly knew anything.

When they were almost done, Rachel's phone buzzed. "Do you mind if I take this. It's and Santana and I can get rid of her quick if I tell her I'm with you."

When James nodded, Rachel quick flipped the phone open, only to nearly drop it at the sound of Santana's scream. "Oh my gosh Rach, Sam actually wants to go out with me! He was so grateful about me telling him about Quinn and Finn that he's decided to give me chance!" More screaming followed.

"That's great Santana, and I will be very glad to give you a huge hug tomorrow but I'm kind of on a date right now. We can hang out tomorrow and have a girl's night to celebrate. How's that sound?"

She seemed to calm down a little. "Okay, sounds cool. But oh my gosh I can't believe it!"

"I'm happy for you San! Bye!" Rachel quickly shut her phone and sighed. "Thank goodness something good came out of today."

"I know! Does the drama ever end for you gleeks?"

Rachel blushed but continued. "It's just crazy. Everything just changes so fast."

"I've noticed. Relationships change. Friendships change. Like, all of a sudden, Puck seems to be protecting you. What's up with that?"

"Is someone slightly jealous?" Rachel asked, avoiding what was surely about to happen.

"No, it's just seems like he's always putting up this tough guy act but with you he suddenly becomes an older brother or something. Why?"

"Do you really wan to know?" Rachel didn't want to do this but it seemed to might as well do it before they got too far into their relationship.

"Yeah, I do. Why? Is it some big secret?"

"Yeah, sort of. Come on, let's go. It will be easier to show you rather than tell you."

Five minutes later, James was following Rachel home. Obviously though he didn't know exactly what that meant. When Rachel pulled into her driveway, she saw Puck glancing through the window, but he quickly disappeared. She hoped he was ready for this.

James was at her side when she pushed open the door. The first view he got was Puck sitting on the couch and Sara jumping up into Rachel's arms. "James, this is where I live."